The seafood dinner was set up on the coffee table. Sitting on the sofa, drinking fine wine and champagne, the three of them enjoyed a sumptuous lunch.
At the dinner table, Jiang Chen and this old friend were chatting happily. Wine is an easy way to start a conversation. The two of them had already gotten along well before, but now that they were in this situation, they became even more familiar with each other.
"By the way, when are you getting married?" Jiang Chen asked casually while holding the wine glass.
"Get married. It depends on Feifei's opinion. I'm willing to do it at any time." Yang Yuan also looked a little drunk. He took Sophie's little hand and confessed affectionately.
Sophie's cheeks also glowed slightly.
"Just wait, it's not in a hurry anyway."
"Haha, it's true, there's no rush." Yang Yuan waved his hand.
Although he is a graduate student, Sophie has just graduated from undergraduate degree and is only 22 years old. According to the standards of Chinese urbanites, there is really no rush to get married at this age.
"Don't fail to invite me when you get married. I'm waiting to drink your wedding wine." Jiang Chen laughed.
That boy Chu Nan didn't invite him to his wedding, and he was still a little depressed.
"How could it be?" Yang Yuan waved his hand, smelling alcohol from his nose, "When the time comes for the wedding, we will set up ten tables by the beach and call Old Huang and Old He."
"That's a must. I'll cover the air tickets when the time comes."
"You're welcome, I can still afford this little money..."
The alcohol content of the champagne is not high, and because of its fruity flavor, it tastes lighter than beer. However, after drinking several bottles in a row, Jiang Chen also became a little drunk. Look at that guy Yang Yuan. He can't drink enough but pretends to be fat. He started to huff and puff until the end of the drink.
Not sure whether it was intentional or not, Sophie, who was sitting next to her drunken boyfriend, changed her sitting position and crossed her legs. There is nothing wrong with this sitting position, but it would be inappropriate if someone is sitting opposite you.
Moreover, Jiang Chen really didn't believe that her skillful movements were unintentional.
Sighing secretly, Jiang Chen just felt a little sorry for his old friend, but he wouldn't say anything. Just like at the beginning, all three people knew who Fang Yuanyuan was. But he didn't tell him the same.
Some things have nothing to do with right or wrong, but once you say it, you are no longer a human being.
"Brother Chen has such a good drinking capacity, I'll take Ayuan to toast you." Sophie raised her glass with a smile. A toast to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen smiled, raised his wine glass and touched it with her.
"It's getting late, and I'm so drunk all the way. I'd better leave first."
"Won't you sit down for a little longer?" Seeing Jiang Chen get up, Sophie persuaded him.
I saw that Yang Yuan was already lying on the sofa at this moment. He snored while drinking. Looking at Sophie's reserved smile, Jiang Chen still didn't understand what she was thinking.
"No need. I have something to do in the afternoon, so I won't disturb you." Jiang Chen declined with a smile.
Not to mention that this Sophie is not very beautiful, even if she is really beautiful, Jiang Chen still can't do things with ntr friends.
Seeing that Jiang Chen had already said this, Sophie was naturally embarrassed to try to persuade him to stay.
"Okay then, I'll take you to the door."
She enthusiastically sent Jiang Chen to the door, and Sophie watched Jiang Chen walk to the side of the road. When she watched the bodyguard get out of the car and respectfully open the car door for him, a trace of envy flashed across her face. What she envied was not the car, but the respect on the bodyguard's face.
This is what upper class society feels like.
Then she thought of the foreign girl named Ayesha.
She couldn't help but be a little jealous of that girl. Why is her boyfriend so rich and prestigious...
Looking back at her drunken boyfriend, she sighed and closed the door.
... ...
Sitting in the car, blowing the hot sea breeze, Jiang Chen looked at the distant horizon from a distance.
"Sir, where are we going next?" the bodyguard driving the car asked.
"Pharmaceutical factory." Jiang Chen said briefly.
Because he was drunk, he didn't want to say a word now. He just wanted to quietly blow the sea breeze for a while to clear his mind.
But after a while, the bodyguard spoke again.
"Sir. Do you need me to turn on the air conditioner?"
"No."
Seeing that Jiang Chen seemed a little impatient, but for safety reasons, the bodyguard spoke cautiously.
"Sir, your seat belt—"
Jiang Chen put on his seat belt impatiently.
"You can't be like Ayesha—"
The bodyguard was stunned. "gentlemen?"
"It's nothing. Sorry, I'm drunk." Jiang Chen breathed out the smell of alcohol and waved his hands.
Often with just one look, or no look at all, Ayesha can keenly understand what he needs. It is precisely because of that meticulous tenderness and consideration. That kind of understanding that needed no words made him fall in love with her irresistibly.
Of course, it is indeed too unreasonable to ask a man to understand himself so well. In terms of service attitude, the bodyguards of Star Ring Trading are impeccable.
"Sir, you don't need to apologize to me." The bodyguard said softly.
"..."
After about half an hour's drive, the car stopped at the entrance of the nutritional mixture production factory.
On the way, Jiang Chen was almost sober from the wine. After opening the car door, he was about to get out of the car, but he paused before stepping out of the car door.
"Is there a problem?"
"Well... that old friend of mine, help me arrange a bodyguard for him, the kind that comes with a car."
Dude, my brother can only help you so far.
"Okay sir," the bodyguard said.
Jiang Chen nodded, got out of the car and walked towards the door of the factory.
Although the guard at the door recognized Jiang Chen's face, according to Jiang Chen's own rule of "recognize only the irises and not the person", the two of them still stepped forward to check his identity information.
After looking at the camera for 1 second, the identity authentication was quickly completed.
The two soldiers gave him a military salute and stepped aside respectfully.
Entering the laboratory of the factory, Jiang Chen directly found Zhan Shujie who was taking samples for product testing.
"How many nutritional mixtures has our factory produced?"
"30,000 boxes are piled in the warehouse."
There are about 100 bottles in a box. In the first month, 3 million bottles of nutritional mixture were produced, which is already a very good output. If the profit per unit is US$5, the revenue this month would be US$15 million.
While it doesn’t seem like much, it’s just the beginning. Once the market opens, Jiang Chen will order Zhan Shujie to expand production. You know, the 2.1 billion fat people in the world are his potential customers.
"Can you sell so much if you produce so much?" Seeing the proud expression on Jiang Chen's face, Zhan Shujie couldn't help but ask.
"Don't worry, people will rush to buy. You don't have to worry about sales. I will hire professional managers to help me take care of it."
"That's best." Zhan Shujie nodded.
He is a technician engaged in research, and he is more than capable of controlling production quality, but when it comes to business, he is not good at all.
"For those nutritional mixtures in the warehouse, you can help me pack about fifteen portions, each of which is 20 pieces. These 300 nutritional mixtures are all business samples. The quality must be checked, and it is best to use new ones. From the factory." Jiang Chen ordered.
"No problem. Now?" Zhan Shujie asked.
"Just get it done before get off work today. Someone will come to pick up the goods tomorrow morning." (.)